l have been on a bumpy ride lately, since covid has entered our lives. I attribute this to bad or poor decisions on my part. I know better in most cases, but ignore my previous run ins with certain situations, I guess, sometimes I just think, I can do it, and I can, but at what cost. Construction can be a tricky, but contracting is tricky, and not in a good way. most of my latest bumps, have to do with contracting as a sub contractor under another contractor. I should probably be writing this on my azbuild site, but alas, that is too boring, I feel like life has given me another brick wall, or maybe a chance to change the road I am on. not sure, too much thinking tends to hurt Hahhah just kidding, sometimes, mentally lazy and sometimes physical, which is worse? both perhaps. Ok, so I came off a few good jobs, I built a Garage roof for a manager of an Architect in Scottsdale, he was the General,that went well, but he was no builder, but overall was a good job, then a garage for a new arrival, (congrats chris and beth, new baby) that was real good as they were out of state. the next job was for a business man from Alaska, my home state. he was an investor and had owned a metal building operation. that was tough, but no problemo. my first mistake, I met a contractor for a project in Glendale, an addition, my bread and butter in the residential market. I agreed to do the plans permits, framing and roofing, at a reduced price, but it was decent, I usually require full payment on plans, but agreed to 1/2 down and the remainder at plan completion. The customer signed the contract, and I started the plans without getting the down payment, it was promised in 2 days, ok fine, it took 10 days, the first lie, could be a mistake, the 3 and 4th, 5th, meant this project was finished. My spidey senses were working, but, it was a trick, the person I met at the project was a nice young sheet metal worker who was not only industrious, but seemed above reproach, but lurking in the background was his evil twin. anyway. I finished the plans and found out they had never even checked to see the setbacks. they took many dollars from this customer and there was not a right to build. not sure if he got most of it back, I never saw my other half. I bailed out and knew I would after the first payment was a bust. I am working on a variance for this particular customer, so maybe I will get my other half. the next job, another unlicensed contractor, I met at the job with him and the customer, he was an old family friend, and he said, he was a retired phoenix contractor 20 years. ok, well looked him up, and he was not on the ROC site. I went ahead anyway. I was just doing the demo framing and concrete, easy enough. ok so I poured the concrete after a week of digging footings in 110+ weather. no problem, this guy calls me up and says we have a problem, the concrete is not level. this at payment time. I meet him and he has a 2′ level says the slab is 1/4″ out of level. short story his level was out, but I knew it was over, another escape. I did not tell him that his existing slab was 1/2″ out of level, but that is common, especially on exterior footings, but we finished it to be in line with the existing floor, not level, otherwise he would have lots of grinding to do. so that as it, I did go up to Denver to help my daughter and her bf on their new house, that was tough working out of town. they added 2 new bathrooms downstairs and demo a bunch of walls, things went pretty good considering they just moved in on the 22 of august. I did get to meet the father and a cousin. on retrospect, I should have made more of an effort to bond with the bf and his family, but I was on a mission, and my first priority was to get the project completed, but these 2 lovebirds were adamant about doing it themselves. 🙂 both of them hard workers, Jackson an Architect and sarah an Archeologist, I know I am boring you, but it is my family after all, well my extended family. flew the coop she did, 🙁 the only way to keep your family together is to be as rich as trump and provide jobs for everyone, or maybe on a farm. it is kind of sad. maybe I will buy a lottery ticket…